The little boy decided that after his week of sickness,
Friday afternoon would be a good time just to stand up and walk.
All the way down the hall.
So funny! It was deliciously cute, he's so tiny and he looks like a bow-legged drunk man
(as do most babies when they start walking!).
So now he walks and walks and walks.
And laughs as he does it.
What a cute little Chomp he is!